Zombie Survival

[FoxyCleopatra]

Story
You have been attack by zombies. A group of people have hid in a house near by. You must survie for 4 days game time.

Zombies
The zombie virus in not air born. They Run. They Cant Climb. Zombies will eat dead or live meat but not them self.

Starting Weapons


Iron Bar
Crowbar
Knife
Handgun
Wooden 2x4
Shotgun

Role playing.
You need to sleep, eat and drink. Also only you can choose what your character dose next no one else... Be serious please...

Max Players
The max amount of players are 12.

Joining
You have to put details about your self if you want to join.








Character

Name: Foxy Cleopatra
Age: 18
Weapon: Iron Bar
Clothes: Sports top and shorts
Bio: Worked at a super market before zombies attacked.
Picture:
http://f.imagehost.org/0184/AvatarFull2.gif

[Alphaleader]

Name: Jack
Age: 21
Species: Wolf
Weapon: Knife
Clothes: Black Jeans, Black Leather Jacket with biker Gloves
Bio: Usually a Laid back guy, but as he Tried to Get just for the sake of money and keeping his life in check, he's pretty much in deep shit.

What I look like.
http://img165.imageshack.us/img165/872/1180890036gideonsquallw.jpg (http://www.imagehosting.com/)


"WHY OF ALL DAYS!?". Jack Shouted in his mind as he jumped behind the Cashers Counter of the local Coffee joint StarCups. He could hear the People yelling, screaming, Shounting in horror and over all Panic. His head poking above the counter to see A horde of what appeared to be Dead and Freakishly bitten people bombard the doors and windows trying to get in with nothing but brute force!

"Shit. Gotta get outta here!!", he thought.

[Night Firepaw]

Name: Phil Valetine
Age: 23
Species: Lion
Weapon: Half sawen off 22 cailber shot gun
Clothes: a pair of navy style baggy toruser, with a black tank top with leather boot's and dog tag's with his intial's rank and insignaia.
Bio:A former Marine before his squad was wiped out by the undead, all skilled in hand to hand , knife and gun combat, but all wiped out, by the Zombies, He had to finsh them off by making sure they never came back.

Gawd when in the hell I am I still here for battle worn and battle harded from the fight's and day's with no sleep looking for survior's, walk around I look towards the house geez there must be a survivor in there, ready my sgot gun I fire of a few round after round while inbetween reloading at the head taking out 7 of them but still having 15 left to deal with when they turn my attention towards me with my last shot I take out the nearest 8th zombie, shouting in through the window, " hello is there anyone in there answer if so", waiting for the reply.

[airwolf]

Name: Air
Age: 21
Species: Wolf
Weapon: 92FS .9mm
Clothes: Old BDU camo uniform
Bio: US Army search and rescue unit Delta 26. Sent in too look for survivors he was cut off from his unit and left behind during there evacuation.

Air was sleeping in the up stairs of the house when he herd gun fire and woke up. Air chambered a round and came down the stairs. "Identify your self" Air yelled out sweeping through the house.

[halfeb]

Name: Halfeb Jones
Age: 21
Weapon: Shotgun
Clothes: yellow singlet, brown coards and grey etnie shoes
Bio: Was a boxer before the zombies attacked
Picture:http://d.furaffinity.net/art/halfebthedingo/1203663968.halfebthedingo_halfeb_4.jpg

The shit had hit the fan. Halfeb ran through the streets with his shotgun. A zombie burst from nowhere and lunged at him. His reflexes from boxing helping as he quickly pulls his shotgun up and which a quick pull of the trigger, the zombies head was soon seperated from its body. Halfeb losing no time. He was already covered in splatters of blood. He had obviously been somewhere where the attacking was strong.

He saw a hoard of crazed people trying to get into a coffee shop, a good sign someone was alive in there. Luckily, the hoard were oblivious to the ally way and the ladder into the second story window. It seemed like they couldn't climb anyway. He crept down the ally and up the ladder into the window. He turned around to see an elderly couple, sitting together on the couch, asleep. The tv was going, but, the only thing broadcasting was the emergancy signal. And a continous loop. A new reader, telling of the zombie hoards.

"You are advised to stay indoors." He repeated as he did so many times before, "This is a recording. It would seem the dead have returned to life. If they see you they will attack you. If this happens, damage the the brain or seperated the head from the body to stop them. This is not a joke. This maybe the end of the world as we know it. Stay away from the doors and windows. You are advised to stay indoors..." and the message starts again.

Halfeb walked over to the couple on the couch, they look peacful, almost asleep. He saw a bottle next to them on the couch. He picked it up and read it. "Oxycodine..." Halfeb said, reading the label. The old couple must have over dosed to stop from having to face the end of the world. Halfeb noticed there were still some pills in the bottle. He closed it up and put it in his pocket and moved to the stairs. They lead down to the coffee shop. He was hoping someone was still down there and not a zombie.

"Anyone alive down there?" He called out, hoping to find someone.

[Night Firepaw]

with the zombies closing in on me when I had no time te react to relaoding my gun, I put it away drawing out my 17" combat knife, using a serious volley of punch's slashe's and kick's driving the zombies into into a tighter group making it easier to pick them off, stabing at their four head klling one bye one keeping this for a further 10 mintue's picking off another 5 zombies hearing the voice from the house, "My name is Captain Phil Valetine, a Marine with the now ex 7th division delta strike gamma squad and I am out side fighting a few zombies and could use a little help if you please, now identify your self?", slashing away at a few mor zomibe's killing two more and cutting away chunk's of rotten flesh off of other zombie's.

[airwolf]

"PFC Airwolf 153 combat search and rescue. Id be happy to help Captain."Air raised his weapon and started shooting zombies blowing there heads apart.Air dropped a few from the back of the room befor reloading. "how many of these things did you pis off?"

[Night Firepaw]

Hearing the voice identfy himself as I see him also drop a few zombie's siing the turn around I take out my shot gun and reload it quickly before they turn back to me knife and gun in hand I finshing off the last of the 6 zombie's," OPh I'd say I pissed of more then intended to do but these bastard's were able to wipe out my entire squad of Marines that were with me I say I evened up the odd's for a little while, well that take's care of them, may I come in and reload and refule before more of them turn up?".

[airwolf]

"By all means Cap come on in. make your self at home." Air walked over and moved the frig in front of the window."So your all thats left?" Air asked walking over to a chair and sitting down.

[Night Firepaw]

Walking into the house as I close the door and lock it behind me hearingAirwolf talking" Thank you, I know I am all that is left of my squad but I don't know how many other military or civelilion's remain you are the first person whom hasn't been afected, I had to kill my sqad before of the infections they were carring , what happened to your squad?" walking to an opposite chair sitting down while checking and reloading my shot gun.

[airwolf]

"well we were looking for survives when we all got split up. The HQ issued us with an evac order and I missed the pick up time." Air said holstering his weapon."Well sorry to hear your all thats left. I was hopping for a rescue." air said looking around."But I'm just glad I'm not the only one left."

[Night Firepaw]

Hearing him while looking over him checking for anything that might have shown me sign's of infection but I saw none, happy I fully lowered my weapon, "I am sorry to hear that Air and I don't know if I am the only suvior in this hellish nightmare, just what in the hell happened or where did they zomible's come from on mintue Me and My squad were doing a normal rotine sweap of our compound then next we were swamped by a leigion of undead, we thought hard and valintly but there over powered us I had to kill my whole fucking squad even My best friend since we became traines in the marine program and superior General Robert Mills, I mean god dam I have never seen nor heard of any thing like this" a tear in my eye being shed for my fallen commrade's.

[airwolf]

Gets up and walks to the fridge."Well you look like you could use a drink." air walked back with two beers."as for how this happened no clue. But enough about that. I say we drink to hell on earth and fallen comrades. What about you?" Air said sliding over a beer and sitting back down.

[Night Firepaw]

Hearing Air speak seeing him getting up getting a drink the offered beer as I open it holding it up in the air, "to fallen commrades and brother's in arm's cheer's" taking a refreshing zip of the beer "ahhhhh much better thank you Air, I truly hope that we ain't the only suvior's but with what I have fought through to get here, I would be suprised if there was'nt but I am going to look towards the possitive there is a hand full of people still alive".

[Alphaleader]

Name: Halfeb Jones
Age: 21
Weapon: Shotgun
Clothes: yellow singlet, brown coards and grey etnie shoes
Bio: Was a boxer before the zombies attacked
Picture:http://d.furaffinity.net/art/halfebthedingo/1203663968.halfebthedingo_halfeb_4.jpg

The shit had hit the fan. Halfeb ran through the streets with his shotgun. A zombie burst from nowhere and lunged at him. His reflexes from boxing helping as he quickly pulls his shotgun up and which a quick pull of the trigger, the zombies head was soon seperated from its body. Halfeb losing no time. He was already covered in splatters of blood. He had obviously been somewhere where the attacking was strong.

He saw a hoard of crazed people trying to get into a coffee shop, a good sign someone was alive in there. Luckily, the hoard were oblivious to the ally way and the ladder into the second story window. It seemed like they couldn't climb anyway. He crept down the ally and up the ladder into the window. He turned around to see an elderly couple, sitting together on the couch, asleep. The tv was going, but, the only thing broadcasting was the emergancy signal. And a continous loop. A new reader, telling of the zombie hoards.

"You are advised to stay indoors." He repeated as he did so many times before, "This is a recording. It would seem the dead have returned to life. If they see you they will attack you. If this happens, damage the the brain or seperated the head from the body to stop them. This is not a joke. This maybe the end of the world as we know it. Stay away from the doors and windows. You are advised to stay indoors..." and the message starts again.

Halfeb walked over to the couple on the couch, they look peacful, almost asleep. He saw a bottle next to them on the couch. He picked it up and read it. "Oxycodine..." Halfeb said, reading the label. The old couple must have over dosed to stop from having to face the end of the world. Halfeb noticed there were still some pills in the bottle. He closed it up and put it in his pocket and moved to the stairs. They lead down to the coffee shop. He was hoping someone was still down there and not a zombie.

"Anyone alive down there?" He called out, hoping to find someone.


From What Jack could tell they were really in a bad spot and they had to move quickly, soon he noticed one of the guys that worked here was trying to get everyone out while they had the chance, Jack ran over in the direction of the door, but he soon heard the voice of another yelling down the Stair case.

"What the? Who's up there!?", Jack shouted as he cautiously ran up to check who it was.

[ShadowWolfYiffer]

Name: Dark Shadow or Shadow
Age: 18
Weapon: Hand Gun
Clothes: jet black assassin rabes and ambu mask on my face
Bio: waorked as a contaced killer before zombies attacked

so what...alive or undead bullets still kill people -cocks the slide on my pistol-

[halfeb]

From What Jack could tell they were really in a bad spot and they had to move quickly, soon he noticed one of the guys that worked here was trying to get everyone out while they had the chance, Jack ran over in the direction of the door, but he soon heard the voice of another yelling down the Stair case.

"What the? Who's up there!?", Jack shouted as he cautiously ran up to check who it was.

Halfeb ran down and met up with Jack. "Hey, My names Halfeb." He heard the screams of the people who were leaving the cafe. The zombies had got them, which didn't surprise Halfeb. He saw how many zombies had covered the front.

"Quick, there's no way you'll get out the front. Come with me." He told him as he went to go back into the apartment and get out the window, only to notice there was a hoard covering the allyway beneth. "Oh crap," He said looking down. "Oh well, If downs not an option, then we must go up." He said as he made his way to the roof.

[Alphaleader]

The meeting with Halfeb was sort lived from hearing the sound of Those's things breaking in through the glass and the back door. Jack only shrugged himself as he fallowed Halffeb upward trying to see where to go, peking out the window only made things worse seeing as how a whole Crowd was gathering.

"Okay! I think were gonna have to jump to the next building!", Jack suggested as he kept himself close to Halfeb taking out his small just in case things get nasty.

[halfeb]

"Sounds like a plan!" Halfeb said as the crowd below go into a frenzy as the two of them got closer to the roof. Halfeb pulled himself onto the roof. He turns around and offers Jack a hand up onto the roof.

[Alphaleader]

With no way but up, it was only a matter of time until those's freaks were on the second floor, as Jack extended his arm, he heard what sounded like loud foot steps but only in a group! "SHit! SHit!!", Jack said as he desperately grabbed Halfeb's hantrying to pull himself up to the roof.

[halfeb]

Halfeb pulled Jack onto the roof, they looked both ways, on one side was a roof that was ruther away but looked like a clean escape route, on the other side was a roof that was closer, but, three zombies had alread occupied it.

"Uhh, you choice Jack..." Halfeb told him.

[Alphaleader]

Jack panted as he tried to claim himself, but soon Halfeb told him about their choices and letting him do the deciding, "Are you F*#k'in Serious!? Let's Just get the Hell Outta here!", Jack replied going for the roof that was further away then even taking the other route, he never wanted the last thing on his mind about being ripped apart and slowly being devoured by.."Them!".

[halfeb]

Zombies then broke through the roof door, having must have climbed the stairs to get to them. "Good choice!" Halfeb yelled before running and jumping onto the next building, just making it. Halfeb kept running, The zombie hoards would take more then a few buildings before they lost thier track.

[Alphaleader]

Jack quickly chased Halfeb fallowing him as they made the Jump, but almost missed it, about to fall back yet managing to grab the building and oull himself up before any of those creatures could try and jump.

He breathed abit but he fallowed Halfeb catching up to him, "Dammit man...Slow down. I'm still outta Breath from seeing those's things.", he said keeping his pace up.

[halfeb]

Halfeb turned and looked back to watch the zombies try to chase them but fall down into the ally, cause of thier inability to jump. He smiled, watching them like lemmings go over the edge. When Jack had cought up to him he started running again, "No time to linger, comeone, they'll be up thes stairs in no time." He told Jack as they jumped from one roof to another.

[Alphaleader]

The good thing was that the next roof was closer, but that berly made anything else easier.

Jack was getting tired and outta breath, they needed a better way of getting to safty, and by the look and sound of things, it wasn't bound to happen anytime soon.

[halfeb]

They were several roofs away Halfeb hurried down the stairs and into an apartment. When Jack was in he barracaded the door. "Check for food. I'll see if thiers anything we can protect ourselves with." He told Jack, and went to check out the apartment.

[Alphaleader]

The small apartment looked like crap, but it was better than nothing at all, Jack took his time now that they were alittle secure. He bgan searching through the counters finging two flash lights, he soon came across a little space he couldn't open, whatever was inside had to be important.

Grabbing a butter knife he quickly unscrewed one side of the door, looking with the flash light, he found a Small handgun with some rounds for himself. "Finally something good.', he thought grabbing the gun and ammo and tucking them away. He soon checked the fridge.

[halfeb]

Halfeb searched around, he emptied the medicine cabinate into a backpack he picked up from the hall cupboard. He looked through the hose but didn't find much else of use. He walked through to the Kitchen, "Found anything good?" He asked Jack.